Cape Point Lookout
As the days grow longer and the chill in the air retreats, time is subdued for a little while longer. To stare in awe is to stare back into time, enjoying the ancient sounds of distant crashing waves. A lizard scuffles amongst the rocks and a fresh breeze gushes by, for a moment the recollection of my frantic life is an unnecessary burden.
Praise be to the Creator of such splendour!
Praise be to the Grand Architect of such perfection!
I am indeed honoured to be a humble spec, decorating this collage of life.